Keyhole
Keyhole for my mother and father, now gone, and still here You know how light comes through a keyhole,how it fans out into a dark room,and how the dust motes da...
Tag: Family
Your unknown intervention
Birthdays, anniversaries—arrive. You pause, as though at a stream, and watch memories flow by, roll over rocks, trickle over stones. You step in the shallows, c...
When parties with family become holy
Listenwhen the body has quit asking for anythingbut calmand the ears linger on the old songsof Leonardand parties with family becomeholyand the head pleads for ...